Date: 2005-08-05 18:26 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public

( Goodbye, Bella. )

Date: 2005-07-14 20:51 Subject: Where there's a will... Security: Public Mood: contemplative

Bellatrix knocks sharply on Rabastan's door, and then waits, folding her arms across her chest and tapping her foot slightly impatiently.

He needs to be informed, and Bella does not want to be the one to do it.

Date: 2005-06-30 17:49 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public Mood: contemplative

Tamarantha is coming to live with us.

This is going to be very interesting. If I have the time, I'll teach her personally...if not, then she'll be sent to Durmstrang.

Such a pity about Igor. I should kill him.

Date: 2005-06-30 12:34 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public Mood: contemplative

Though I am no closer to a solution to my dreams, today has been...fruitful.

We met our niece; Tamarantha. Rabastan's daughter. Rodolphus seems to think Rabastan wrote to him of her, but he wasn't paying attention. My beloved. So absent-minded when he's busy. Tamarantha is...very interesting. A girl worth cultivating, I think. Perhaps she will want to follow in her father's footsteps, when the time comes. She's far more interesting than Narcissa's whinging brat. I think I'll send Rabastan a howler for not introducing us sooner.

Ran into Andromeda; ugh. And her freakish brat, Nymphadora. It's such a pity about Andromeda, she could've been so great, but she threw it all away for some ill-blooded idiot.

Nymphadora is making a nuisance of herself. That girl needs to be dealt with, properly...

And I still need a decent night's sleep.

ETA

Planning a ball to present Tamarantha to the proper society.

We haven't opened the ballroom in so long.

I think she'll like Italy. Or perhaps the summer home, in France...

Date: 2005-06-30 11:09 Subject: (no subject) Security: Public Mood: cold

I need a solution to these dreams before I drive Rodolphus and myself mad with the lack of sleep.

My dear husband. Azkaban took it's toll on us both.